Some fabulous Jewish bakeries in Prestwich in Manchester. People come from far and wide to buy there. I used to find it a bit on the doughy side myself. I used to prefer Italian breads.
It's not the number of people on the site that matters.
It's the number of people who are in your age group, in your area, (if you don't want to move/travel), meet your criteria for what you want etc.
No point, for instance, in my looking for an 18 yr old in China, when that is nothing near what I can live with, yet the site might have 6 million 18 yr olds in China.
What I have been looking for on here, (first choice), partner-wise, doesn't exist on this site.
A few of the primal fears, like fear of falling, spiders, snakes, needles, surprises, heights, enclosed spaces, and pain, though most of these I have faced and conquered.
My parents were prejudiced when it came to religion too, even to not wanting to go to my youngest brother's wedding, because he married someone of another faith. I think these things influence us all, in one way or another, either to make us be like them, or to be the opposite, as in my case.
Like C said earlier we are all a bit prejudiced in some ways, but working on it is the answer. Taking each individual on their own merits, regardless of race, creed, or colour, or any other name people want to put on it.
My father is not prejudiced, but my mother had OCD very badly. It affected many things in her life, such as what she ate, (she brought her own food, cutlery crockery etc., with her, everywhere they travelled), where she would stay on holiday, and who she would touch.
She would get physically sick if she even touched a person with a good suntan, never mind black people, or Chinese, or anyone who was not pure white. She would talk with anyone, just wouldn't touch them, or anything they touched. Outwardly very few people knew, she covered it so well.
I was always a rebel in my family, as were many of my siblings, and none of us ever caught her "illness" regarding people. First time I really left home I went and lived in Kenya, in a remote place, where I was the only white person some of the people there had ever seen. I have always seen colour as just another name people use, to segregate those they don't approve of.
My mother didn't speak to me or even allow anyone to send me a letter for the first 3 months I was there. She burned all the letters I sent home, because they would have been touched by people she couldn't be sure were white.
I never got hugged or touched either because she didn't know who might have touched me. Strange life it was.
Awwwwwwwwww you are so sweet darlin. You are not supposed to ruin my cranky reputation on here, by saying nice things about me. I work hard at being a know-it-all grouch!
No I don't se any scam here. What we have is a man from a western culture, who is used to getting what he desires, who sees a beautiful Asian woman and falls madly in love/lust, has to have her at any cost.
We also have a women who is protected and looked after, just for being a woman in her culture.
Family and extended family will see to her every need, as long as she tows the line and does as they say. They have certain expectations of her, such as getting married to a good decent wealthy Asian man, who will look aftr her as they have done, and if she doesn't comply, she is cut off and berated.
She rebels, and has no way of fending for herself because she has alwys been protected and taken care of. She can't understand why the man she has fallen in love with isn't just solving all her problems, as her family would have done.
He is finding that to get her, is proving difficult, and is costing him money to see her and talk with her. He was willing to pay for that because he wanted her very badly. He thinks she is so beautiful that if he doesn't come up to her expectations, that some other man will snap her up. She tells him about the other men she has given up for him.
Now reality hits. He realises that he needs money to do what he wants, and he doesn't have it, nor can he get it, so he figures he will call it a day, even though it breaks his heart.
She doesn't understand this at all, because an engagement, is the same as a contract of marriage, just without the ceremony, in her culture. She is angry at him for reneging on that contract and because he has proffessed love for her.
Then come the arguements and heartbreak. ......... Simple.
You have the right to respond to the subject not to get personal with me, and I have answered you, since you insisted in addressing me twice now. Though why I bother beats me.
RE: Can you Post and not use a negative word?
Thanks for the offer. Very kind of you, but I won't be taking you up on it.